6 Poweful Teenagers

Ch. 2 Why I Hate Truth Or Dare

Edited by TrashCan9000

Jake's pov

Oh dear God, no. Nononononononononono. That is the devil's game. Nothing good comes from that God forsaken "getting-to-know-you-better" game.

I have had so. Many. Horrible experiences with the goddamn game. I never want to play it again. Middle school ruined it for me.

I bet you are wondering how it scarred me so bad. Well, in sixth grade, there were three girls (who I liked to call the three bitch-keteers) that made it their mission to ruin my social status.

So throughout sixth grade, they would hang around me and "talk" to me and when we are on field trips, I was always with them for some unknown reason. Nonetheless, they always wanted to play Truth or Dare with me.

And me not being a pussy, always agreed and played along. They used the game as an excuse to get personal information about me, as blackmail for later. Such as who did I like, daring me to lick the back of the bus seat, and I think one time they dared me to kiss one of their knees. And they all got pictures of it. So throughout middle school, I was basically their slave. They threatened to tell my crush that I like her. Or they threatened to show all of sixth grade (sixty-two kids in total) the pictures they took of my dares.

So that was why I was hesitant in going along with Meg's proposal because nothing good can possibly come out of it. Especially when your doing it with your crush right next to you.

"Meg, I don't really feel like playing..." I started, then I made the mistake at looking at her. She had the most powerful puppy dog expression I had ever seen. Her eyes were so big and sad, and her bottom lip was out and slightly quivering. At that moment, she looked so vulnerable, all I wanted to do was to do whatever I could to make her happy. And that would be to play the cursed game.

"Goddamnit. Alright, alright. Fine. I'll play truth or dare, Meg, happy," I asked, reluctantly consenting to be humiliated. Right after I said that, Meg perked right up, as if she wasn't about to cry just seconds before. That only made me feel worse about myself, hating how easily persuaded I can be with her.

Carrie gave me a look of pity than asked "Whose going first then?"

"I will! I will," Meg shouted excitedly.
"I guess she'll start," I stated.

"Ok ok, umm Kiernan, truth or dare," Meg asked excitedly.
"Truth," Kiernan stated, sounding  bored.

Meg pouted, obviously wanting her to do a dare. She thought of a question and then perked up again. "Ok, Kiernan, are you and Jake dating," She asked, looking intently at Kiernan.

I was drinking milk when the question was being asked. I almost did a spit-take but held it in and swallowed. This resulted in having a coughing session.

Meg nearly flipped out next to me and she was about to get up to perform the Heimlich maneuver.

Before she could, though, I did only last big cough and said I was ok in a raspy voice. Meg looked at me uncertainty but I assured her that I was fine.

She then looked back to Kiernan as intently as she was before. "Soooooooo...?" Meg dragged out.

Kiernan sighed. We had this question so many times, I've lost count how many. "No. Jacob and I are not dating. We have just been best friends since second grade." Kiernan said, still sounding bored despite what had just happened.

Meg made an "o" face, but looked happy with her answer. "Kiernan, your turn." She said.

"Ugh. Ok. Carrie, truth or dare," Kiernan asked. "Dare me." Carrie insisted.